vision before I put a fresh pair in. The lenses have set ranges for correction."
"That sounds like what I want. How much is it going to cost? "
"Okay. Then let my cast a few diagnostic charms and we can get started. As for cost the contacts themselves are fifty five galleons the expensive part of this is the potion drops you'll use twice a day. Those are two hundred galleons per six months. " She paused and cast her charms before continuing. "The drops are what encourage your eyes to change to mimic the curvature of the lens they also help maintain the charms on the lenses. My goodness your eyes are quite bad aren't they. No wonder you want to be rid of your glasses you lose them and you're just about blind. My previous patients were no where near this bad instead of two years you are probably looking at… probably four."
"From my perspective that's still a bargain. But I'm going to Hogwarts on September 1st and I won't be back until next summer. How can we..?"
"I'll send a notice to Poppy Pomfrey she's the school's medi-witch. I have to anyway because of the eye drops. I'll just schedule to go to the school on or near the 19th of February."
Something occurred to Harry, "Medi-witch Chang?"
"Yes."
"I assume since you know about contacts that you know at least a bit about the muggle world?"
"Yes."
"I've got all my immunizations I need as a muggle but are there Magical illnesses I should get protected against?"
"Yes there are. I can refer you to a friend of mine at St. Mungo's he specializes in pediatrics."
"That probably would be a very good idea."
"Well let's take care of your eyes then we'll take care of that."
Meanwhile in Gringott's Petunia was asking lots of questions about Harry's properties and she was very furious to be told that the Godric's Hollow cottage had been sealed from entry and turned into a historic site. Especially since no reimbursement for doing so had been made to the estate.
"You mean to tell me that, you people just took valuable property from an orphan, who saved your collective behinds?"
"Not the goblins but the wizards,yes."
"Someone is going to pay for that. Tell me did anyone even think to collect the valuables or personal mementos from the house before they sealed it?"
"Not to my knowledge."
"What about the manor? What sort of shape is it in? The beach house? The apartment building?" Petunia nearly wanted to scream when her first, second and then third question went unanswered.
"The apartment building has been maintained and the income invested separate from the main Potter money vault and the trust vault. It was refurbished two years ago to bring it up to current building codes."
"Well, I suppose that is something. What about taxes on all the properties and income or is my nephew going to owe some huge ridiculous amount in back taxes?"
"Taxes appropriate to both worlds have been paid on time. Gringott's takes care of that for most the wizarding world."
"That is a relief. I have to say, I have been pleased by the service you have provided Barchok. I hope your recommended solicitors do as well."
"Mrs. Dursley, if I may be so bold, what do you intend to do?"
"Well, there is the matter of recompense for the cottage and then there are all of the writers and publishers who have capitalizing on my nephew's name and misfortune and never once verifying their so called facts and never paying him a penny of the profits. Then there's the matter of my sister and her husbands wills. It is quite illegal to suppress such things in the muggle world, I knew my sister and am quite sure it would not have been her choice for me to raise my nephew. Whoever did that, must have disregarded quite a few laws in the name of blood wards to protect him, not to mention that whoever it was didn't bother to even ask but merely assumed and left him on my doorstep. By doing so they endangered my nephew's life.. Which leaves me with an appalling sense that someone powerful is trying to play me and my nephew like a violin. I want to change legal firms because it's patently obvious to me that the previous firm hasn't been doing its job of looking out for Harry's interests.
"Next on my agenda here today, is it possible for me to arrange to visit these properties especially the one in Godric's Hollow. Can you tell me where my sister and her husband were buried? I feel it would be appropriate for Harry to visit his parents graves before he heads off to school.
"Oh and I would like a detailed analysis of what the wards at my home do and do not do to protect my family. There was a problem for the owl delivering Harry's dress robes. When they didn't arrive as scheduled he sent his owl and discovered the problem. Also we've never received any mail from this bank and I don't believe it is the goblins doing. Barchok, I have to ask, I assume there are fees Harry's trust or family vault is paying for all this help you've been so graciously giving us."
"That would be correct and they should be appearing in the ledger I gave to Harry. But here is a sheet describing our services and the fees. I did file the change in financial trustee without charging you, and the recommendations for the legal firm and medi-witch also cost you nothing. We at Gringott's owed you something for caring for Young Lord Potter despite the oversight of you not receiving your just stipend for his care. It should have been noticed after one year instead of going unnoticed altogether. But I took over as account manager to the Potters, three years after that time and the only thing I had to base my decisions on were the previous records."
"Very good. See you tomorrow?"
"I will be at the meeting to answer any financial questions. I should have at least a few details regarding Lord Potter's properties for you by then or I will know why not."
"Thank you. Harry should be done and there are things we need to do back in Surrey. Good day Barchok. Oh, one last thing I nearly forgot, Harry wanted to ask if he could get the family journals from the heirloom vault so he could read them."
Barchock found Harry's muggle aunt interesting, on the surface so much a human lady but underneath there was a certain ruthlessness that appealed to his goblin sensibilities. He wondered if the Boy-Who-Lived had learned any of it."I believe we could bring them out one at a time. Shall I bring one tomorrow?"
"That would be lovely. I believe he wanted to start with his grandfather's journal. Good day."
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